The Reborn Wife Of The Tyrant CEO
Chapter 42

Chapter 42: Chapter 42

One evening, after Damon dad finished his social engagements, he struck up a conversation with me since I was around. Then he got to the point. "Eliana, have you ever thought about working in the company?" he asked. I was a bit taken aback. Then he shared his thoughts with me. He told me that he was pushing Damon to deal with the chemical plant issue as soon as possible. He had heard Damon was chasing after a girl, so he wanted to make Damon busier with this. The renovation of the chemical plant was a big project, involving cooperation with the government. Once Damon got busy with this, he’d definitely have less time to chase other women. But they felt it wasn’t enough. My in-laws agreed that I should also work at the Coleman family’s company, at the headquarters with Damon, to keep any other women with designs on him at bay. In fact, it was Damon himself who had bad intentions towards other women. And I don’t have any work experience. Right now, my dream is to become a cellist. In my previous life, my in-laws were fair to me, but never favored me. The gifts I gave them in this life seem to be working wonders. "Eliana, we know you’re not interested in business. Your family also has a company, so you don’t have to join Coleman Co. We just hope that you two can stick together for life and not let external factors ruin your marriage. Take your time to think it over. No need to rush an answer," Lisa said warmly. I was touched by their concern. I worry that in the end, it’s not Damon that I can’t let go of, but them. "Alright. I’ll think it over carefully and give you an answer," I nodded. We chatted for a while longer, but it was getting late. I returned to my room for some rest. This was originally Damon’s room. After we got married, it became our bedroom, but we seldom came back together and we rarely slept together. Damon’s room was spacious, with a private bathroom, closet,balcony, album with pictures of him and his friends. The most frequent the album was Jones. and even a game room. There were some of his things from his school days. Among them was a photo I flipped through it for a while, then put the album back with a sigh. The always handsome Damon will never be mine, so the more I looked, the more upset I became. Because of my in-laws’ concern and my intention to get closer to them, I stayed at their place for four days before returning to the city. Lisa had always enjoyed farm life. She had cultivated a veggies and live chickens. venotable! in the backyard and raised a few chickens. Before I left, she stuffed my trunk with homegrown "James, drive safely. Eliana, message me when you get home," she instructed. "Alright. I’ll head home now," I nodded. "Don’t worry!" James seriously promised, "I’ll drive safely!" She watched us leave. I was expecting to get home in time for lunch, but I wasn’t sure if Cherry had prepared anything. She didn’t know when I’d be back. I woke up to James calling me, "Ma’am, we’re here." Rubbed my eyes, stretched, and then instructed him, "Bring everything from the trunk inside." After I said this, I got out of the car. Several servants were tending to the garden. They all greeted me when they saw me back. Cherry was among them. She immediately came over, "Ma’am, you’re back! I’ll start cooking right away!" "Hold on," I stopped Cherry, "Lisa gave me some home-raised chickens. Take one and stew it. And put all the vegetables in the fridge." "Okay, ma’am." Cherry took the chicken from James and went to the kitchen. Looking at the two live chickens left in the trunk, I was a bit worried. After some thought, I had someone tidy up the backyard and fence off a section for our two guests. I decided to keep them, not to waste Lisa’s kindness. Cherry stewed a pot of chicken soup with top-grade truffles. In the delicately patterned porcelain bowl, the

golden soup had a thin layer of oil floating on top, the rich aroma of chicken laced with a hint of unique truffle flavor, very enticing. "Cherry, this is delicious! Your daughter must be so happy to enjoy your cooking every day!" I ladled a bowl of soup, took a few sips after blowing on it, and then complimented sincerely. "My daughter has been picky since she was a child. I put a lot of effort into getting her to eat more, but she’s still very skinny. Girls love beauty and don’t want to eat too much, so they can’t gain weight," Cherry said lovingly when speaking of her daughter. Ariel was indeed quite thin, but she’s much better off than me. I smiled slightly, "It’s okay to be a bit skinny. Girls look prettier when they’re thin, and it’s easier to attract a man." While we were chatting, Damon appeared in the living room. He seemed surprised to see me back, then came over and sat down, "Did you have fun?" Even though I didn’t tell Damon about my trip, Luna updated her Facebook daily with location tags. Damon must have seen it. I sipped my soup, answering leisurely, "Not bad, had a pretty good time. Ate well, slept well, had a good mood every day." "Hmm," Damon hummed. He rolled up his sleeves, revealing his muscular forearm, then served himself a bowl of soup. After tasting it, his eyebrows relaxed a bit. I asked quietly, "Good?" "Mm-hmm," Damon answered. I continued, "These are the chickens your mom raised herself. They really taste fresh." Only then did Damon look at me, a hint of surprise in his eyes, "My mom came over?" I shook my head, "No. I went to visit your parents and stayed a few days. Just got back today. She in the garden right now." "uffed my trunk with live chickens and veggies. There are two chickens. Damon’s expression suddenly became complicated. He sounded a bit sarcastic, "Why did you suddenly think of visiting them?"

"I was just bored at home," I said, continuing to eat my soup. I can’t let Damon realize my little trick. In my past life, my infatuation with him drove me to insanity. I made him my entire world, overlooking the important people around him. "So you’re scheming to up the ante from 2% to 8% or even 10%, huh?" Damon hit the nail on the head. I was genuinely freaked out. Some chicken soup went down the wrong pipe and I started coughing like mad. Hearing the commotion, Cherry rushed back to the dining room to pat my back. Yeah, I was indeed trying to throw a wrench in Damon’s plan to pursue Ariel. If he ever wants to divorce me in the future, he’ll definitely face even stronger opposition from his parents. If he wanted me to initiate the divorce or agree to it, I could seize the opportunity to make some demands, and he would have no choice but to agree. However, it was not necessary for me to achieve this goal. That such a casual little goal could be easily guessed by Damon mally threw me for a loop.

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